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I arch into him, my hips rocking at the same time as I relish the sensation of his warm palms against the tender flesh. Then I slowly roll my hips, grinding against him as I start to ride him at a provocative pace.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Cassio rasps, his hands slowly sliding from my breasts as he follows the curves of my waist down to my hips once more.
His cock throbs deliciously inside me as he massages my thighs, and I groan, my eyes rolling back as I drink in the sensation of his long pianist fingers caressing me in the most sensual way.
My clit throbs with need as my walls tighten around his thick girth, and I begin to rock more forcefully as my anticipation grows. My eyes flutter closed as Cassio’s thumb finds the small bundle of nerves at the peak of my spread thighs, and he starts to roll it in time with my adamant pace.
Fire blazes deep in my belly, and I know I can’t hold out much longer; I’m going to come soon, and I can feel it will be a powerful one.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” Cassio rasps, his grasp on one side of my hips keeping me steady.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I gasp as the realization hits me a moment late. Tingling euphoria explodes across my skin as I shudder and jerk uncontrollably. I couldn’t force myself to keep riding Cassio if I tried because my body’s taken on a life of its own.
Pussy clenching around his hard length, I orgasm hard, pulling him deeper inside me. A deep, guttural purr vibrates from his chest. Suddenly, Cassio’s sitting up, his lips capturing mine as his arms wrap around me.
He rolls on top of me in one smooth move and continues to pound inside me as I unravel around him, so lost in ecstasy that I can’t seem to make my limbs function the way they’re supposed to.
His lips tease mine, his tongue dancing between them, provoking a hunger deep in my chest. And I respond eagerly, my arms wrapping around his shoulders to pull him closer. He leans into me, his breaths coming heavily as he thrusts with intense passion, wringing every drop of pleasure from me and, at the same time, awakening a fresh anticipation.
Tears sting my eyes as I’m struck with such a deep, resounding love for Cassio that it’s overwhelming. A knot of emotion chokes my throat, and my gasps shift into sobs as I cling to him, bursting with gratitude for the fact that he didn’t hesitate to come after me. He found a way to rescue me. And he’s here safe with me.
“I love you so much,” I murmur, swallowing the lump in my throat.
As if sensing my overpowering emotion, Cassio shifts, his weight resting on his elbows so his palms can find my cheeks. Brushing my tears away, he looks deep into my eyes, his own achingly sweet.
“God, I love you, Bianka,” he breathes.
His lips collide with mine, their intensity almost scalding, and Cassio releases a deep moan that echoes into my core. He stiffens inside me, and that’s all it takes. I come a second time, my pussy exploding into a throbbing frenzy. At the same time, I feel him find his own release as he pours his seed deep in my depths.
His hips jerk erratically, his thrusts deliciously painful against my clit as his cock fills me completely, and we tremble together, lost in the euphoric high. Only after the last of our spasms subside does Cassio roll gingerly off of me.
Collapsing onto the bed next to me, he breathes heavily, his face utterly relaxed as he licks his full lips and his eyes droop sleepily.
“Stay the night with me?” I beg. It’s a treat we’ve rarely dared while trying to keep our relationship a secret. But after everything that’s happened, I can’t see the harm.
Cassio hums contentedly, his arms pulling me close. “Yes, please. Tomorrow, we can worry about damage control. But tonight, all I want is to be near you.”
I snuggle close, pressing a kiss to his collarbone before letting my eyes fall closed.
31
CASSIO
Taking a deep breath, I brace myself before going into my father’s study. I know he called me home early for our family meal the next day so he could dress me down before the rest of my siblings arrived.
Squaring my shoulders, I knock on the solid oak door and wait.
“Come in,” my father commands a moment later.
I do so, closing the door behind me and standing silently as he ignores me studiously, reading something on his desk–most likely to test my patience and remind me of my own insignificance.
He’s already excused his underlings, which means this tongue-lashing is going to get ugly. Usually, he likes to include witnesses to enhance the humiliation. But this time, he plans on getting mean.
Finally, he sets down the paperwork and looks up at me with cold hazel eyes, one of the prominent genes he’s passed on to every one of his children. “Look who’s decided to grace me with his presence,” my father sneers, leaning back in his chair and steepling his fingers.
“I’m pretty sure you’re the one who told me I needed to be here at four,” I state flatly.
“Because it seems you’ve forgotten your place. You put our family in a weak position. Forced Nicolo’s hand when we don’t have men to waste romping after you on another one of your careless adventures gone wrong.”
